Billionaire's Broken Trust

lie's

to return home after he left the house with my siste

oor, Franklin was back and

ious, and he carried me in his arms and

as he unlocked the room doo

me and started kissing me, even before m

y ate my food and complained that he didn't like fast foods, as they didn't cook it well and mismana

and tried to push him away

t I knew that Franklin wasn't in his right frame of mind. I sensed may

tgown in a flash, and he cont

rents didn't like me, and his mother called me a prostitute and

idn't like me. They disapproved o

Michael Austin. Michael was the only one who smiled and ate my

friend to stop teasing me and sai

s to win Franklin's heart so that he would love m

rought the money to purchase the foodstuffs, and he didn't owe me any gra

tagged that my biological mother was called. I had seen her once after I got married to Franklin. My mother came

at to me. I tried explaining to her that

rity, as she said that my husband was rich, and he had to t

in and I weren't in love, and our marriag

had set me up, she wasn't happy

marry me, but I didn't want to leave my husband, even as he glared at

o spend the rest of my life with him, but he didn't trust me.

e as he gained my access and thrusted into me. He kept pounding fast

o pleasure me throughout the night, spinning me in di

llapsed on top o

aching from the level of impac

anklin and I did it. I couldn't remember that night three years ago because of the drug Amelia gave us,

with her. Couldn't she be patient and maybe waited un

and allowed me to suffer

s of Amelia's actions, and I knew tha

one screen, I saw t

e to me till midnight. I wanted to message Ame

to my husband?" My anger was evi

e?! You shameless prostitute and bastard! Wh

d acting under the influence of whatever you have given to him. Do not think that Franklin wouldn

and not me. You know what you fed him before I came to your house, so sto

feared what his anger would lead to. Franklin didn't beat me up, but

to me for the first time, and

h I loved the way Franklin was hot in bed, if only he had done it with a c

bathroom, went into the closet,

is house. Two years ago, we arrived here, after Franklin bought this new house and told his parents he was moving out. His father said that he must t

ut Franklin hadn't mis

anted to avoid me, but most times, I lied to him that I was s

The next morning, I awoke, and Fran

w if he was alright. However, his c

that if anything went wrong with Franklin, I would be in

of water to wipe Franklin's forehead and chest.

sten to his heartbeat, and he was still b

ll the family doctor and to know if I sh